Silver Sheets of Rain

Slightly more graphic than my usual stuff.

As the sharp droplets pierce

my rotting skin, 

I decompose.

Sheets of icy silver break,

over my oozing heart,

I desensitize.

The rain just falls, cutting through,

my worm-eaten cadaver.

I die.

Only the sweet embrace,

of my broken mind.

Infests my afterlife.

Reviews

[Relic]

Despite comma and a period issue (Whoops, I forgot) I mean yeah great poem. ha Seriously, this is graphic in a macabre way but I like it, especially the end. It's almost like saying in my death, I don't feel bad because of the reminders I've taken with me. Nice poem.

[BlankCypher]

Well thank you, I'm glad you liked it ^_^
It's the kind of topic that sort of creeps up on me every now and then.